Today is the 11th November 2009 . I skipped school today, for driving lesson, and i'm not at your house to collect your unread letters and deposit your cash coins .

This is my first attempt arriving at your house with a purpose but without you in the purpose, if anyone actually know what i meant .

I saw your bed, i thought of you, and the times we slept together on top of the double decker bed, squeeze and hugged while we slept on the single sized mattress . Coming to your house is almost a torture, thinking of the fact that you're only away for a few days, and there's months more to go .

I really miss you .

Time to get going now, before this place makes me even sadder .